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Tang Jianruo's hand was almost broken abruptly, so she was honorably injured again after the last self-harm.

"You are definitely a catastrophe..." Tang Jianruo suddenly said this while watching Giotto bandage her with a blank face.

The expression on Giotto's face can't be called very good, his handsome face is tense, and he looks angry.He just didn't know if he was angry that Tang Jianruo didn't care about his body, or that he was angry that he didn't protect Tang Jianruo well.

"Speaking of which, why were you so weird before?" Latian asked suddenly at this moment while looking at the two of them.

"Hey, when?" Tang Jianruo looked sideways at the little lion and asked.

"Wasn't that when someone came?" Latian didn't seem to be very good at remembering people's names, staring at a pair of innocent eyes and saying something unclear.

"A wick?" Giotto understood the meaning of the little lion, and was silent for a while, as if thinking that Lan Tangying had taken away the things in his hand when the wick left, "So what he held in his hand What is it?"

"Who knows?" Tang Jianruo looked at his bandaged hands in a daze, "In short, it feels very bad and evil."

Giotto tied a knot with the last bit of bandage, and then he took a look at Tang Jianruo, "I'm afraid whose blood it looks like." He was standing closer to Lan Tangying just now, so he could see it more clearly, but it was also separated from him. I saw it from a distance, so I'm not sure.

"You say yes!" Tang Jianruo's mental state is still not very good. The lack of sleep, the injury, and preferably the influence of the unknown blood are all a burden to her.

They are still in the health room, the black master You Ji on the other side has already left because of her rest, and Tang Jianruo's hand is injured and Giotto dare not move her casually, so he bandages her wound first. Seeing that she was tired, Giotto touched her forehead worriedly, "I hope you don't have a fever. Do you still have the strength to walk now?"

Tang Jianruo half-closed his eyes and looked like he was about to fall asleep but tried his best not to let himself fall asleep. When he heard Giotto's words, he vaguely responded and lifted the quilt with his uninjured hand and was about to get up. Drowsy and unable to stand still, he was about to fall forward.

Giotto caught her carefully, and sighed helplessly, "I said you, are you planning to go back without even changing your pajamas?" He simply wrapped Tang Jianruo in a quilt, and hugged her with the quilt, "I Carry you back, sleep for a while if you want to sleep, if you have a nightmare, I will wake you up."

Tang Jian saw that if she was really exhausted to the extreme, Giotto's words would sound like a lullaby to her ears, and she could only vaguely capture a few key words, and she fell into a deep sleep after answering them.

Radian nimbly jumped onto the quilt, and stared at Giotto, looking like he was about to hitch a ride.

Giotto smiled kindly, walked out of the health room with a man and a lion in his arms.

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Tang Jianruo dreamed of that room again.

This time she was still in that lady's body, and she couldn't control her body at all.

The sky seemed to be night, and the young lady was standing in front of the full-length mirror, wearing a complicated dress with the help of the maid.For some reason, the young lady who troubled Tang Jianruo couldn't see her face. She could see everything in her line of sight, except the person in the mirror, whose face seemed to be covered by a white mist, just covering her face. Make her invisible.

——Even this is fine, do you need another mosaic!Unsatisfied with his curiosity, Tang Jianruo could only complain silently in his heart.

"Miss," another maid knocked on the door and came in with a message, "My lord wants you to go downstairs as soon as possible. The guests are almost here, and the banquet is about to begin."

"I see." The young lady's voice sounded, and she took a last look at herself in the mirror to confirm that there was nothing wrong with her body, and then walked out with graceful steps step by step.

The maid at the door immediately bowed and retreated, and then cautiously followed her not far away without making a sound.

Tang Jianruo could only feel the owner of his body walking slowly through the gorgeous corridor, and he could vaguely hear some sounds like people's conversations, which became more and more clear as the footsteps advanced.

Finally, as if the eyes suddenly opened up, Tang Jianruo could only feel his eyes light up, and he came to a world that was much brighter than the long corridor before, and the voice just now became more and more clear, and it actually came from below.

The owner of the body seemed to have paused for a while before slowly walking towards the stairs leading downstairs, walking step by step more gracefully and reservedly.Tang Jianruo vaguely heard some people's admiration, but it didn't sound like English, Japanese or other foreign languages ​​that Tang Jianruo was familiar with, and it was even more unlikely to be Chinese, so there was no way to know what those people said, and there was no way to judge the voice What is the identity of the master.

Finally, the owner of the body walked up to a handsome middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes, stopped in his tracks, saluted, and called out, "My lord father."

Only then did Tang Jianruo realize that something was wrong. The girl's voice had never been spoken in a language she was familiar with, and so was the maid before, but the reason why she knew it was as if the meaning had been imprinted directly into her mind.As for the other people, probably the owner of the body didn't want to know, so Tang Jianruo had no way of knowing.

This is so weird.From suddenly having such a dream, to dreaming of being trapped in this body, to not being able to see the face of this body clearly, to... the current situation, what is going on!

Tang Jian saw that if the father of this body was going to say something, at least he could know the girl's name in this way.But at such a critical moment, the scene in front of her suddenly changed, and it became the scenes she observed and dreamed about.Although she was used to it, Tang Jianruo couldn't react even if her nerves were strong from the sudden transition from the gorgeous banquet hall to the murder scene. Then she felt that her hands seemed to be grabbed by someone, and then she suddenly opened her eyes. , I saw a delicate and handsome face very close to her.

The two of them stared blankly at each other for a while, before Tang Jianruo looked calmly and turned his eyes to his grasped hands, and asked slowly, "Why are you grabbing my hands?"

"I'm afraid you'll break the other hand." Giotto said this a bit out of his usual style, with a bit of evil taste, "You almost climbed on top of me just now. "

Tang Jianruo said "Oh", "Don't worry, I don't have enough strength to hurt the other hand." He completely ignored Giotto's second half of the sentence.

Giotto didn't expect Tang Jianruo to respond head-on when he said this. He came back with Tang Jianruo in his arms, and planned to leave after he settled down, but someone kept grabbing the only shirt on his body and wouldn't let it go. Although he could take off the shirt Come down, but the speed of execution was zero in the previous situation - Tang Jianruo didn't look like he would rely on others, but he was absolutely not lenient when relying on a person, and the other party had no chance to take advantage of it.So Giotto had no choice but to climb up to sleep with her. Anyway, he was a little worried that Tang Jianruo would still be haunted by nightmares.

So, when Tang Jianruo, who had been sleeping peacefully, ordered Giotto to put down his guard for the time being and planned to sleep, he suddenly became restless, as if he was startled by something extremely terrifying, he desperately drilled towards the heat source beside him, even I don't care about the injuries on my hands. Giotto had no choice but to grab her with both hands, and then...he turned into Tang Jianruo just waking up.

When the two of them were talking like this, they still kept the same movements as when Tang Jianruo woke up just now. The ambiguous and embarrassing movements were completely ignored by the two of them, as if it was a matter of course. With a smile on his face, Latian, who had been treated like air by the two of them in the room, expressed a lot of pressure at that scene.

——Sure enough, it would be better for me to leave quietly...

Thinking like this, the little lion began to stare at the two people while quietly moving towards the door step by step. When it finally got close to the wall, Giotto suddenly turned his face and said with a smile : "Latian, where are you going?"

"Hey!" Latian almost jumped up, quickly opened the half-closed door with his claws, and rushed out, leaving only the sound of it being frightened as if it was about to collapse: "I, I, I, I ...I didn't see anything, you continue to continue..."

"Are you hungry..." Tang Jian took back Giotto's loose hand as if nothing had happened, and put his uninjured hand on the injured hand, leaning back slowly, "What time is it?"

Giotto glanced at the big clock in the corner, and after grabbing Tang Jianruo, he straightened out the messed-up shirt, "It's time for dinner, I'm going to cook."

Tang Jianruo responded lightly.

Giotto didn't see it because he left, but the white earlobes that the girl turned her head to reveal were slightly pink.

——It seems that something is different...